HEIRLY EVER AFTER
by Magan Vernon Publication Date: May 10, 2021 Genres: Adult, Entangled: Embrace, New Adult, Romantic Comedy, Royalty
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SYNOPSIS
Sometimes, you’ve got to take a fake date to your sister’s royal wedding…
After pumping the breaks on my college degree and being dumped at the last minute, I’m looking forward to skipping off to a whole new country for the week-long event. But I’ll need the perfect distraction to keep both my sister and mother from finding out about my epic disaster life. So when I meet a charming Scottish stunner on the train, whose chivalry and humor have me swooning, a quick coin toss seals the deal on my hot date.
It’s the perfect plan, until he reveals he is Lord Jacob MacWebley, odd duckling and long-lost cousin of the family my sister is about to marry into. Thanks for the full disclosure. Oh, and apparently no one wants him there because he might have a claim to the inheritance. Wedding week is going to suck, but it’s too late for other options—luckily, I’m a pro at dealing with a little family drama.
But between a gentle countryside horse ride that turns into a chase, and the baking class that ends in a food fight we forget to keep up the lies and start blurring the lines instead… against any available surface. Jacob brings me out of my shell and makes me want to break all etiquette rules, but he’s keeping secrets and if I’m not careful, I might end up royally screwed…
EXCERPT:
I needed to stay far away from Jacob MacWebley and everything that came with him.
From the way Gavin’s parents eyed him, I had a feeling there was more to the bad reception than just him being the black sheep of the Scottish side of the family. Maybe it had something to do with what he’d been doing in the library. Looking for a book? But of what?
I could figure out a way to subtly ask my sister or Cecily, but after the little library excursion, I just wanted to go to my room, shut the door, and hide out in there as long as I could.
Peeling off Cecily’s dress, I folded it neatly, and left a note for one of the maids who would come and take it in the middle of the night, like they seemed to do with all of my clothes. Even my dress from earlier in the day was already laundered, smelling of fresh lilacs, and hung up in the wardrobe across from the huge four-post bed.
The one I was currently alone in.
There wasn’t a TV in the bedroom and I hadn’t seen one in the sitting room. Even if there was, I wasn’t going to go out there and see if Jacob had come back.
Nope.
Like the coward I was, I would hide out for as long as I possibly could.
Pulling my phone off the nightstand, I absently scrolled through social media. I saw so many friends from college or high school with drama-filled posts that I instantly forgot about as soon as I went onto the next meme. What was the point of social media? And why did I stay on so many sites when I rarely interacted with anyone? Although it was a great way to get info on others.
Hmm.
I typed in a name in the search bar.
Lachlan Jacob MacWebley the third.
There wasn’t much on the guy, hell he didn’t even have a single social media account. Not even LinkedIn. But another Lachlan MacWebley popped up. The black and white photo of an older gentleman with a dimpled smile that I’d recognize anywhere.
Clicking on the article, I read over the headline.
The end of the MacWebleys?
What the hell?
So, I sat up and read on.
The surname MacWebley used to be associated amongst the top clans and nobility of Scotland. At least that was the case over one-hundred years ago, before ancestor Laird Lachlan MacWebley split from his wife Mairi, giving her Webley manor in England.
But that was only the beginning.
What once was a family with one of the largest manors this side of Loch Ness, now has seen their historic home fall in ruins as the last remaining members sell off their own historic valuables just to stay afloat.
When asked for a comment on the familial situation and the state of the great-grandson of the original Lachlan and his health, the family declined, saying it was a private matter.
I leaned back against the fluffy pillows.
Holy. Shit.
I knew there was more to Jacob’s story, but I didn’t think it had to do with his family being broke. Was that the real reason he was here? Would he ask for a loan from the English family? Should I ask him?
ABOUT MAGAN VERNON
Magan Vernon has been living off of reader tears since she wrote her first short story in 2004. She now spends her time killing off fictional characters, pretending to plot while she really just watches Netflix, and she tries to do this all while her two young children run amok around her Texas ranch.
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